Dawning Creations

Cryptic messages, cryptic wave, cryptic decrees, all of you have sent to me.

I disperse them in the ever changing seasons, wind, and flowing streams.

Your secrets I do not hope to keep.

Let them be your own, between God and man. I need not know, even when you continue to trust in me.

I set them free, not to another ear but to the breeze.

About the Poem: The title privy to……

with all the dots represents a person feeling as if they know too much. The long continuance of dots represents all of the people confiding in the person, and how overwhelming it can be.

To be privy to, is to be made to know about something. In this instance, I used the word as meaning, knowing too many secrets or burdens of others’ minds.

I wrote this during a time when many people around me, particularly people I love were going through tough times and confiding in me. Though I love being there for people, keeping their secrets can stress you out at times sometimes their problems can become your worries. I often write from other voices. I find it to be cathartic and a way to relate more to others. A lot of problems my friends and family face are problems dealing with missing one another or trying to help someone they love to make better decisions. I have been in their place, sometimes being the person that was a little too pushy to help them see the light ( instead of letting them make their own decisions) and I’ve also been the friend on the sidelines waiting for that one close friend or family member to call back. It isn’t easy dealing with matters of the heart, especially when you really care for the people. It’s important though to be there but not let their problems become your problem. Care and be there but let it go. Pray, write about it, distract yourself, what ever works for you to feel better. I have a lot of people that trust in me and I’m grateful to be there. It used to overwhelm me at times but now that I’m older and also incidentally work with people ( children) who rely on me, I’ve learned ways to not let their burdens follow me home. This poem was my way of expressing what I believe we all feel when we’re being there for others, sometimes overwhelmed and worried and wanting to help them let go and let go ourselves….